All Chapters of His Royal Breeder: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

For a tiny moment, the entire world seemed to go quiet. The loud clashing of swords and the screams of dying men stopped and the battle paused because Dracula had finally stepped into the field. But he wasn't alone. Walking right beside him was Ezekiel. When I saw him, my heart felt like it dropped all the way to my stomach and I couldn't breathe. I looked at Ezekiel’s face, hoping to see a spark of the man I knew, but he didn't even look at me. His eyes, which used to be so warm and kind, were now cold, dark, and dead. In that second, I knew the truth in my heart, the Ezekiel I loved was gone. He had been erased, and only a monster was left in his place. I couldn't stop the tears. They started rolling down my cheeks as I remembered everything we had been through. I remembered how he was the first person who ever stood up for me. When everyone else treated me like garbage, he was there to defend me. He was the first man who ever truly loved me for who I was. Ev

Zayn's pov I stood like a statue, my eyes darting back and forth between Ezekiel and Dracula. I couldn't look away for even a second. At the same time, I felt the heat rising from Ariana. Her palms were glowing a bright, angry red. She was shaking with rage because her father had just been killed right in front of her. "Ariana, please, you have to calm down," I pleaded. I could see the fire in her eyes as she glared at the two monsters standing before us. She didn't look at me. Her focus was entirely on Ezekiel. "You just killed the most important person in my life," she choked out, her voice trembling. "Do you even care? Do you have any idea how much pain you’ve caused me?" Ezekiel didn't blink. His eyes were cold and empty, like two stones. Looking at him, I realized the man I once knew was completely gone. There was no sympathy, no regret, and no soul left inside him. Whatever was left of the old Ezekiel had died a long time ago. Dracula let out a long, bored

Ezekiel's pov I stood there watching Dracula, and it made my skin crawl. He was standing over Ariana, who was down on her knees. His pale, cold hands were wrapped tightly around her throat and for some reason, seeing him touch her like that made me feel a strange, sharp anger deep inside. The whole time I had been fighting her, I felt wrong. It was a heavy, uncomfortable feeling in my soul. It felt like I was attacking someone I was never supposed to hurt. It was like my body was a weapon, but my spirit was trying to hold back. "First, I have to get rid of that baby," Dracula said. His voice was cold and mean. Suddenly, a dark, black smoke started to glow around his wrists. Ariana let out a scream so loud and so full of terror that it shook me to my bones. It was the sound of pure horror. "NO!" she screamed. She turned her head to look at me, her eyes wet with tears. "Ezekiel, please! If you are still in there, listen to me! Do not let him kill our child! Please, E

Ariana's pov My heart was pounding against my ribs. Dracula’s cold, strong fingers were buried deep in my hair, pulling my head back so I had to look at him. He pointed his other hand toward Ezekiel. I could see the dark energy gathering in his palm. I knew what was coming. He was going to release a blast of magic so powerful it would either kill Ezekiel or knock him out for good. I looked down at the ground, and my soul felt heavy. There were so many bodies. Friends, warriors, and innocent people were all lying in the dirt, never to wake up again. The war was screaming all around me, and a wave of terrible guilt washed over me. "This is all my fault," I thought. All these people were dead because of me. Because they were trying to protect me, or because they were caught in Dracula's obsession with me. The weight of their deaths felt like it was crushing my chest. I squeezed my fists shut, my nails digging into my skin. I looked over at Zayn. He still wasn'

I watched, paralyzed by fear, as Dracula’s pale, powerful hand clamped around Ezekiel’s throat. With terrifying ease, he hoisted him upward. Ezekiel, who had always been so strong, looked small and helpless now. His feet dangled uselessly in the air, kicking at nothing as he gasped for a breath that wouldn't come. Dracula didn't even look at the man he was choking. His eyes, burning with hollow pain, were fixed entirely on me. "Why... why do you choose them, Lilith?" he asked. "After everything we have been through? Think of the centuries. We escaped the fires of hell together. We fought side-by-side to build a life here in this world. We started a family. We had a kingdom of our own. How could you throw all of that history away? How could you betray me for these pathetic, short-lived little creatures?" He frowned, his brow furrowed in a way that almost looked human. While his words were full of rage, I could hear the sharp edge of bitterness underneath. Behind the m